Yuletide is an annual fanfic exchange that tends to concentrate on rare fandoms. I know that fanfic is not looked upon favorably by everyone. But this? This is brilliant. The pairing? The Old Spice Guy (from the commercials)/Beowulf Written in verse. Gamol-leac Fair warning: Poke around the rest of the archive at your own risk. […]
A friend recently asked whether I found it easier to write in New Orleans. Overall, no, I haven’t. I’ve been emotionally upset about the day job, imbalanced in terms of exercise and eating, unsettled about my home. I haven’t been writing regularly or with the level of discipline I had in Seattle. I also get
This afternoon while I was walking I finally figured out why I’ve been unable to make forward progress in the novel, why I’ve been stuck rewriting. On the one hand, I’m frustrated that it’s taken me so long to make this connection. I’ve been stuck for close to three weeks now. On the other hand,
I don’t get writer’s block. I really don’t. I do, however, get stalled now and again. Like now. Did I write a 2500 word short story this weekend instead of working on the novel? That would be a yes. See — stalled. Not blocked. Can still write. So tonight I’m going to spend more time
–I went ahead and bought a Kindle for myself for my Christmas present. After 3+ days of reading on my phone every spare minute I’m suffering from some pretty bad eye strain. –The day job continues to be a complicated distraction. –I haven’t been writing. (See day job, above.) –I only got 4 hours of
I’ve been far too busy the last week plus. I owe emails and work to people (like Kate) and I owe writing time to myself. Once I recover. Last week was the annual conference for the day job. Four days of insanity. This year I tried to be smart. I had purposefully not signed up
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The process for writing this novel is of course different than any novel I’ve written before this. A huge part of that is due to the fact that I wrote out a proposal for this novel, before I wrote the novel. Sometimes I do a brief outline — the proposal had a lot more information
I have only a few rituals involved with my spiritual practice. I rarely talk about them. One of them, though, is to say, “Thank you,” — every morning when I get up and every night when I go to bed. Sometimes they get to be habit, just a quick thanks without intent or purpose. Most
So — last night I talked about how I had been blocked, unable to get my word count in. Tonight, when I started, I did 1200 words in 40 minutes. Can you say, “On fire”? I knew you could. It took me about 2 hours to do about 2000 words total, which is actually about